Door County Bride-To-Be — Crunch Time

Now starts the arduous task of chasing down non-responders; reminding the younger brother that he does, in fact, need to reserve a hotel room and cannot “bunk” with me; seeking desperately something that will clear up my acne-prone skin (tea tree oil has been recommended highly — anything else?); and pretending that I’m really focused on my job while trying to keep the thousands of wedding details swirling around my brain in line (while keeping my acerbic tongue in check).

From this point on, no one is allowed to ask me anything about the wedding — no questions about location or times or attire. Everyone who needs to know has received an invitation. Except you, Reader. You’re cool. You didn’t mention on Mother’s Day that you’ve changed your mind about what you want to wear to the reception and want me to come shopping with you for something else “when I have a chance,” like my mom did. Reader, I’m sure you would have returned your RSVP card weeks ago — there’s no way I’d have to chase you down for a reply.

It’s also time to start writing checks. Big ones. Savings account-draining piece of paper, stacked one on top of another.

I’d go for a run, but I’d lose too much weight; I’d have a beer, but I’d gain three pounds. My plan: Sit very still for the next three weeks. Everything will work itself out, right?

Jackie is one of our featured Brides-To-Be. See more of her stories
and previous Door County Brides-To-Be stories in our Wedding Inspiration.